Don’t tell me what to do. ( a bratty stomp of her foot as she burrows herself in deeper. A mess of green and black hair spreading across his chest. ) … thank you.
( Something as simple as a smile was rare for him, but not so much whenever she came about. Especially times like this.
Asuka drew close, and he let his mismatched haori slip off with a roll of the shoulders, then threw it around her, still warm from his body. )
Better..?